i, xander, do not own naruto.

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Hinata's shoulders slumped further, her eyes following the two characters on the Plasma TV in-front of her.

"What am i doing here?" she asked herself for the umpteenth time. Looking around the room her eyes fell on two very familiar people. one, the present nuisance in her life and the other, a friend she had just learned not to trust or believe entirely. 'it's going to be fun' he said, 'you need to take a break one time or another', bah humbug, the hypocrisy of it all. He had this planned.

Shisui was sitting off to the side on a rather large Lazy boy, one foot tucked under the other, and he was totally absorbed in the movie which was playing on screen.

"Did you see that?" he asked, turing enthusiastically to his cousin on the couch. his eyes sparkled in amusement and apparently he was very oblivious to the tension which hung in the air around the room's other two occupants.

Itachi raised his bored eyes to be in line with his cousin's,

"yes, Shisui, i did see that." he said in an equally bored voice. chancing a glance over in Hinata's direction he saw that she too was completely uninterested in the movie and now was occupying herself with examining the contents of the room. he sighed.

"This is going to be a long night." he thought.

o.o.o.o.o.o.o.o.

A small electronic device kept going off in the Hyuga household. It rang and rang or rather buzzed loudly, trying to grab the attention of anyone in the immediate vicinity. Too bad no one was and the fact of it being forgotten between the throw pillows on a sun bed didn't help the situation one bit. An annoyed, frustrated caller swore and promptly hung up the phone the moment he heard voice mail switch on. again.

"Kuso, Hinata where are you?" he asked no one in particular.

o.o.o.o.o.o.o.o.

Hinata felt his eyes on her again. what was it? the fifth time? she tried ignoring the feeling of being watched but couldn't seem to get pass it since her observer was only just a couple feet away. the movie had taken a turn for the worse and now she was wondering if it would mentally scar her for life, seeing that it wasn't something she would have chosen to look at, not in a million years. Hinata sighed, exasperated.

"What am i doing here?" she asked herself yet again, her eyes falling on the man who had started all this.

Shisui, seemingly was engrossed in the movie. if he leaned any further towards the screen, she was sure he was going to collide with it. he caught all the jokes, saw through all the lies and even pointed out mistakes in the editing. how does seeing faults in a movie entertain one? hinata thought. maybe it had something to do with the fact that he was once a director himself, but after the accident it was found to be in his best interest if he stay put for a while, a while which had presently turned into five years. Hinata's glare softened towards the man totally oblivious of the daggers being sent his way.

'He's great' she thought, 'he went through all that and still has the ability to smile with such ease. He really is a great man.' she concluded.

Then she felt it once again, the humming kettle in her mind suddenly popped and began whistling loudly. slowly she turned towards him.

"Why are you staring at me?" she asked between clenched teeth, in a low threatening voice. Itachi was turned towards the television, seeming oblivious to anything which was going on other than onscreen.

"I saw you, you know." Hinata said crossing her arms across her chest, which was rising appreciatively with every breath she took. Itachi turned towards her, quirking an eyebrow. He shrugged mentally and didn't intend on answering her question, but when she pointed an accusing finger at him and then opened her mouth to say something again, he cut her off.

"I just think you're beautiful." he said, immediately regretting it the moment it left his lips.

'what was that? he screamed mentally, 'I didn't mean to say that, how, when, why do i think she's...'

"You're not too bad looking yourself." Hinata said smirking, just the faint sign of a previous blush was on her face. Itachi looked over, thoroughly amused,

"Good looking? just good looking?" he asked calmly,

"What were you expecting?" Hinata retorted, blowing up her overly long bags in the air as they fell over her eyes. The tension started to dissipate as Itachi graced her with the ghost of a smile,

"Well, I'm usually associated with, handsome, gorgeous, striking, and the occasional stud muffin." he said wearing a smug look. Hinata laughed out right,

"Let me guess, you have a fan club." she stated and then stared in surprise when he nodded his head twice before bursting out laughing once again. Shusui looked over from the lazy boy, catching Hinata's laugh,

"Pretty funny huh." he said referring to the previous scene of the movie before turning back to it once again. Both Hinata and Itachi looked over in his direction. One with amusement, the other with annoyance.

"So, do you wish to take that over again?" Itachi asked, continuing with their conversation. Hinata looked at him and then closed her eyes in mock defiance.

"Nope, am good, good looking pretty much says it." she said looking at him mischievously. She awaited his reply.

Itachi laughed out right...in his mind, but his facial muscles did relax considerable as he considered the female specimen before him.

"Is that so?" he asked, being meet by her head bobbing the affirmative. "I believe that makes you different." he said, breaking eye contact with her to lean back into the couch, his arms crossed over his chest.

Hinata's eyes rested on him, what did he mean by that? she opted to asking.

"What do you mean by that?" she asked, mimicking him to sit with her arms crossed over her chest as well, only now she was facing him instead of the television.

"Well, you are determined on referring to me in a unique way. Be it on a lower standard to the norm or not, it is appreciated. I'm always interested in something 'different'." he said without even opening his eyes or turning towards her.

Hinata sat there in mid shock and amusement. What was he getting at? Then an idea struck her. leaning dangerously close to getting into the other's personal space, Hinata whispered

"Itachi Uchiha, are you interested in me?" she asked in a sickening sweet voice. Itachi's thought process skidded to a halt, he didn't say that. She had ingeniously twisted his words to work towards her benefit. Itachi paused recollecting his thoughts as he thought up an appropriate answer. He turned towards her, her face being just a small distance away, locked eye contact and then,

"Yes." He said, as plain as day. He kept staring at her, watching for her reaction. Now it was Hinata's turn to pause, she wasn't expecting that. She couldn't stop the blush which was growing on her face all the way up to the tip of her ears. turning quickly she moved back to her side of the couch and then sat back, her feet on the floor. His eyes followed the whole process.

Hinata's was in a dilemma. How was she supposed to respond to that? should she say that she too felt the same way? that she was interested in him? was she interested in him? the man who always seemed to to show up where she was and ...and ...and what? he ruined her days, yes. he plagued her thoughts and sent her crazy at nights. so should she?

Hinata risked a glance over in Itachi's direction, but seeing his eyes on her, she turned back abruptly, blushing harder, her fingers twirling around each other. Then she made her decision, staring at the floor she opened her mouth to speak,

"Psych." he said casually, he eyes flashing amusement of her present state. Hinata looked up at him, stared and then growled.

"You?!" she said loudly before swatting him on the arm.

o.o.o.o.o.o.o.

"Well am sorry hun, but she's not here. I think she was invited to a friend's house to see a movie." Mrs. Hyuga said into the phone receiver.

"Which friend?" the voice asked urgently,

"Am, sorry about that too but i don't know. Did you try her cell phone. she.." she began

"She's not answering it." the voice cut in.

" She's probably just busy, you know how she gets. What's the matter though, you sound so desperate." she asked, concern lacing her voice. she was greet by nervous laughter,

"Oh, it's nothing. i just wanted to talk to her. well i guess i'll caught her later. thanks alot Mrs.H. bye." dial tone. replacing the phone to it's base she turned to be meet by her husband's interested stare,

"who was that?" he asked, patting the cushion next to him as she walked around the small table to settle at his right.

"One of Hinata's friends i presume, i do believe it was that blond boy though. He was so pleasant and funny. And the one person to refer to me as Mrs.H." Kyrie said picking up her chopsticks once more.

"Itadakimasu" they said in unison, before they began their meal.

o.o.o.o.o.o.o

Naruto kept staring at the phone in his hands. The image began to blur progressively, until it was almost distorted but it was only the cold trickle going down his cheek that alerted him that he was crying. Swatting angrily at the liquids which betrayed him by coming fort no matter how much he tried to hide it, he replaced the phone to it's base and then used the back of his hands to wipe his eyes. Willing them not to be puffy or red, he turned slowly, scowling as he did so, until he was facing the other occupant in the room.

"I just think that our relationship is lacking"

What did he mean by that? what more did he expect? Naruto was confused, yes he wasn't that bright, and he knew it and that's why he was trying so hard to get in contact with somebody. Anybody for that matter, but all his friends seemed to be too caught up in their own lives to even retain a little space labeled 'Friends in need'. His stare of anger softened as he regarded his first love. What had he done wrong this time? it had to be him because Sasuke was perfect, in every aspect of the word. Naruto felt the pain in his heart again as those words once more floated through his thoughts. The burning sensation intensifying in his eyes to the point where he had to turn away in order for his tears of pain to go on unnoticed. Walking slowly he left the room, pausing at the exiting door a few seconds for a reason unbeknownst to him.

Sasuke looked up from the book he was pretending to read, had Naruto paid attention he would have noticed that he hadn't turned the page in over thirty minutes. He had sensed the gloom in the air from the moment he had said it. And it only had intensified from then. Naruto was confused and hurt,he could see it, and he knew the reason why. Because it was him.

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"Noo?" Hinata asked in disbelieve. Itachi nodded. Her smile returned once again as she shared yet another laugh with the man.

"Bastard!" she said quietly, eyeing him. Itachi shrugged,

"So they say." smiling mentally as Hinata once again broke out into a fit of giggles which ended in her swatting him on the arm. The two were getting along unbelievable well. United in the fact that Shisui's taste in movies sucked, they had resorted to talking about trivial things. From movies to opera, always eventually getting on the topic of the behavior of females and males in society and how they are treated in turn. Which was now where they were as Itachi recalled some of his run-ins with various different women and how obnoxious they were, much to Hinata's delight and humor.

"Well you know what they say about blonds." she said, coming down from her laughing induced high.

"Yes, that's what was strange. She was a brunette." Itachi supplied cooly, sending HInata yet again over the edge. Itachi waited for it, tensing just slightly in anticipation. Then he followed her hand as it was lifted and then came crashing down on his arm. There was no sting, for it wasn't a strike. It was as soft as a caress and even more pleasurable, since Hinata was once again oblivious of the effect she was having on him. Her presence was enough, which made her touch intoxicating and as he soon came to realize, addicting.

"Well, Mr. Uchiha, what is it you think about me?" she asked, although speaking incoherently since she was still laughing in between words. Itachi looked at her, a relaxed look on his face,

"I'm not sure yet Ms.Hyuga. It's strange to meet a girl who seemingly likes to hear the stories of the daunted approaches of other girls and still find it equally amusing to refer to the daunter as a bastard. Clearly my analysis can not be finished in just three encounters." he told her, Hinata clutched her chest in mock hurt,

"Why, Mr. Uchiha, how could you?" she began, "After all my attempts to impress you, I'm merely cast aside as that of an unanalyzed nuisance?!" she concluded, giving itachi the famous puppy dog eyes. Itachi looked at her and then chuckled, a slightly deep alto sound rumbling out from the depth of his chest. Hinata looked on smiling,

'He sounds nice.' she thought. Moving dangerously close to him once again she whispered,

"Why, are my charms no enough Itachi?" she asked, expecting him to laugh once again. Itahchi's eyes opened wide at her close proximity. The distance causing his heart beat to race and his breath to caught.

Hinata moved back laughing at the expression on Itachi's face. She moved her hand to her mouth and then out towards Itachi,

"You are too much." she said laughing, but her hand never made contact.

Itachi caught Hinata's hand just as it was about to rest on his arm. The feeling of the continuous contact sending the light burst of pleasure from the quick taps to ashes. This feeling was roaring, like a fire had been lit in the pit of his stomach. He held her hands in his and in one fluid movement leaned in towards her, stopping just a hair's breath away from her lips.

Hinata was shocked. He was soo close, too close, she couldn't breathe. Itachi waited, he had come this far, he willed her on to close the gap.

Hinata sat there inhaling all the scents where were of a particular male. He smelled nice and his hot breaths made her lips tingle and yearned to be claimed. She waited, but he didn't seem to be doing anything. Maybe this was other of his tricks, she thought. Closing her eyes, she sighed.

Itachi saw her eyes flutter close, and then felt the hot escape of air hit his lips. Then he heard, his mind fogged up with lust and a proximity induced high, a small moan escaping her lips. He needed no more of a sign. He descended.

Their lips meet and pushed against each other, both of them hoping the feeling wouldn't end. The temperature rising between them as well. Hinata's hands fisted in Itachi's shirt as she pulled him closer to her. Itachi, though, anchored his hand to the chair while the other rest lightly on her back. He didn't want his hands going anywhere close to the marvelous mounds on her chest, no matter how much he wanted to touch them.

Shisui was just returning from the bathroom when he saw the two, turning slowing, he hooked his cane to his arm and them quietly walked into the kitchen.

Hinata moaned into the kiss, her lungs protesting the sudden deprivation of their needed oxygen, she broke away reluctantly, taking small hurried breaths to ease the burning her chest and the fire in the pit of her stomach. She hung her head lowly, not wanting to meet the other's gaze. Then she felt his forehead rest on her as he too took in haggard breaths. Pulling away slowly, he paused to kiss her on the forehead and then move back to his side of the couch. cautiously she looked up at him, his once again wore a mask of indifference, his eyes locked on the figures on the television. She too turned towards the T.V, her mind not yet ready to deal with what just happened.

o.o.o.o.o.o.o.o

Long minutes dragged on, neither saying a word to the other. The movie was over, but two of the rooms occupants seemed oh so interested in reading all the names on the credits.

Shisui turned in his chair,

"Well that was fun, ne Hinata?" he said smiling. Said girl was jerked out of a trance like state.

"H-Hai, Shisui." she said meekly.

"You better be getting on home now, unless you want to sleep here?" he said mischievously. Hinata looked up wide eyed,

"N-n-nooo, it's fine thanks." Shisui looked over in Itachi's direction,

"Well, aren't you going to take the lady home?" he asked, humor lacing his voice. Itachi 'hn'ed and then got up taking his keys and then walking towards the door. Hinata got up reluctantly, she didn't really want to be with him alone right now. Smiling softly to Shisui she bid him good night and then followed itachi outside.

The atmosphere didn't improve now that they were alone. Neither said a word.

o.o.o.o.o.o.o.o.

Shisui was sprawled out on the couch watching 'The late night show' when Itachi returned. The classic Uchiha smirk appeared on his face. turning towards Itachi he eyed the younger man. Feeling rather smug, he opened his mouth to speak,

"Please don't" Itachi said, before walking out of the room. Shisui smiled,

'could things have gone any better?'

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gomen nasai. Update soo late. it's school, and writer's block and lack of inspiration (reviews are the best remedy for that) though i can't promise earlier updates since school uses up so much of my free time. Good news - i have a weeks vacation coming up. yah!!

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